My heart

The moment you closed the door.
My heart ruptured,
Spilled out of my chest
And onto the cold lamenate floor.
The hole where my heart should be
is a desolate, pain filled place.
I cry with tears of blood,pain and rejection.
Eyes red raw.
Voice is choking in my throat now.
Pain devouring my soul.
Heart bleeding out of me and leaving me cold.